Old Lady Chen, who used to comb her silver hair neatly, had her hair scattered messily on both sides of her cheeks.
"I think you're kneeling to the wrong person." Lin Hanxing moved to the side but Old Lady Chen reluctantly turned to the direction she gave way to.
Old Lady Chen raised her head slightly. As she was about to speak, she saw Lei Xiao standing behind Lin Hanxing looking blankly at her.
She intuitively shivered as she saw his face.
Realizing that the man's aura was too strong, Lin Hanxing glanced at him nonchalantly.
"I know you're Miss Jiu." Old Lady Chen lowered her head and rubbed both of her hands nervously.
Lin Hanxing's eyes darkened. She did not react immediately.
She suddenly smiled softly, took a seat at the wooden bench, and poured herself a cup of water.
"You've got the wrong person."
"I did not." Old Lady Chen persisted.
